CALL it to mind, O my love.

Dear were your eyes as the day,

Bright as the day and the sky;

Like the stream of gold and the sky above,

Dear were your eyes in the grey.

We have lived, my love, O, we have lived, my love!

Now along the silent river, azure

Through the sky’s inverted image,

Softly swam the boat that bore our love,

Swiftly ran the shallow of our love

Through the heaven’s inverted image,

In the reedy mazes round the river.

See along the silent river,

See of old the lover’s shallop steer.

Berried brake and reedy island,

Heaven below and only heaven above.

Through the sky’s inverted image

Swiftly swam the boat that bore our love.

Berried brake and reedy island,

Mirrored flower and shallop gliding by.

All the earth and all the sky were ours,

Silent sat the wafted lovers,

Bound with grain and watched by all the sky,

Hand to hand and eye to . . . eye.

Days of April, airs of Eden,

Call to mind how bright the vanished angel hours,

Golden hours of evening,

When our boat drew homeward filled with flowers.

O darling, call them to mind; love the past, my love.

Days of April, airs of Eden.

How the glory died through golden hours,

And the shining moon arising;

How the boat drew homeward filled with flowers.

Age and winter close us slowly in.

Level river, cloudless heaven,

Islanded reed mazes, silver weirs;

How the silent boat with silver

Threads the inverted forest as she goes,

Broke the trembling green of mirrored trees.

O, remember, and remember

How the berries hung in garlands.

Still in the river see the shallop floats.

Hark! Chimes the falling oar.

Still in the mind

Hark to the song of the past!

Dream, and they pass in their dreams.

Those that loved of yore, O those that loved of yore!

Hark through the stillness, O darling, hark!

Through it all the ear of the mind

Knows the boat of love. Hark!

Chimes the falling oar.

O half in vain they grew old.

Now the halcyon days are over,

Age and winter clo............